(A/N: I’ve decided to debuff the MC and Gloria “His mother” by making it so that they can be hurt and/or injured.
Nonetheless, it’ll take quite a lot to kill them.
They are now immune to basic Werewolf weaknesses and any mental attacks, but only magic and other supernatural creatures can hurt them and possibly kill them.)
Malcolm wakes up at 6:30 in the morning and takes a nice, relaxing shower to get ready for school.
He heads downstairs and starts making breakfast.
Gloria makes her way downstairs to find him making breakfast.
“Morning, sweetheart.
How’d you sleep last night?” She greets him, then hugs him and ruffles up his hair.
“Pretty good, actually.
I was knocked out last night can’t remember the last time I slept like that.”
“Mmm, that’s good to hear.” She nods and agrees.
“So are you nervous for your first day at school today?
If you still want to get a better feel of the town, you could always go tomorrow.”
Malcolm serves a nice, healthy breakfast of Eggs and bacon with toasted bread and Lemon tea.
In contrast, he has oatmeal cereal covered in Plain yoghurt, drizzled with honey.
“No, I’m actually excited to go, plus it’s the first day.
I can’t exactly skip the first day of school.” He reassures his mother.
“As long as you don’t push yourself too hard.” She says while taking a bite of her food.
After finishing their breakfast, he kisses his mom goodbye on the forehead and grabs his car keys to a Nissan Skyline R34 and heads to the garage.
“Hello, Mi Amor.” He takes a moment to admire the beauty in front of him, then gets in and lets his car warm up for a minute before pulling it out of the driveway.
They should be getting in class by now, for sure.
[Meanwhile at Beacon Hills High School]
Scott rides his bike into the school parking lot and hooks it up to the bike lock.
Then a Porsche 911 Carrera S parks next to him, and the door swings open and slams into him.
Out comes none other than Jackson Whittemore, the car’s owner.
“Dude, watch the paint job,” Jackson says to Scott as if he didn’t just swing the door open like a pile of trash.
“Yo Jackson, let’s go bro,” one of his friends calls out to him.
He gives Scott one more glare before heading towards his friends.
Scott meets up with Stiles and shows him the bite Mark from yesterday.
“Kay, let’s see this thing.” Scott lifts his shirt to reveal the bandaged-up wound with dry blood stains.
“Oohh, wow.” Stiles reacts at the sight of it.
“It was too dark to see much, but I’m pretty sure it was a wolf.” Scott grabs his bag, and they head toward the school entrance.
“A wolf bit you?” Stiles asks in shock.
“Uh-huh,” Scott agrees.
“No, not a chance.” Stiles denies.
“I heard a wolf howling,” Scott counterargues.
“No, you didn’t.” Stiles continues to deny.
” What do you mean, no, I didn’t?
How do you even know what I heard?” Scott asks for an explanation.
“Haha, because California doesn’t have any wolves, okay, in around like 60 years,” Stiles explains.
“Really?”
” Yes, really, there are no wolves in California.”
“Alright, well, you don’t believe me about the wolf, then you’re definitely not gonna believe that when I tell you…I found the body.” Stiles was excited by what Scott just said.
“Are you kidding me?” Stiles asks for confirmation.
“No, I wish I’m gonna have nightmares for a month,” Scott regretfully says.
“That is freaking awesome.
I mean, this is seriously the best thing that’s happened to this town since-since the birth of Lydia Martin…
Hey, Lydia, you look…
like you’re gonna ignore me.” Stiles deviates from the topic and tries to get her attention, but fails as she walks past him.
“You’re the cause of this, y’know.” Scott smiles.
“Uh-huh,” he jokingly agrees.
“Dragging me down to your nerd depths, huh?
I’m a nerd by association,” Stiles vents as they head to class as the bell rings.
” I’ve been scarlet nerded by you.”
[Meanwhile Malcolm]
After the car finishes warming up, he puts it into 1st gear and races towards Beacon Hills.
Noticing a speedometer on the side of the road, he shifts to Second gear and accelerates, pushing 160km/h and flying past the speedometer.
He listens to the 4.4L V8 engine roar and the twin turbo whine.
Blasting Tokyo Drift by Teriyaki Boyz, exiting the open into a residential area, he drifts around corners.
[Back at Beacon Hills High School]
Allison and her twin Sister were just dropped off at the entrance of the school.
“Now you girls have fun and stay safe.
If anything, call me immediately, understood?” Chris tells the girls and wishes them a good first day at school.
“Ugh, yes, Dad, we know you said like ten times now,” Allison says with a smile on her face.
“Don’t worry, Dad, we’ll be ok; we got each other’s backs,” Olivia adds to reassure their Dad.
“Alright then, see you girls after school.” Chris drives off.
While waiting for the Principle to designate them to their class, Olivia gets a call from their mom, Victoria.
“Did you girls get to school safely?” She asks her daughters to make sure everything’s okay.
“Yes, Mom, we got here safely and were fine,” Olivia replies.
“Do you have everything you need for classes?”
“Yes, Mom, we have everything…
except for a pen.
Oh my God, no,” Allison sighs, then Olivia chimes in, “Ughh, I forgot my math Textbook at home.”
Just then, the principal exits the school to meet the transfer students.
“Alright, Mom, we’ll call you soon.
Bye.” Olivia drops the Phone.
“Sorry to keep you two waiting.
It seems we’re missing a student.” Scott’s newly acquired super hearing hears the conversation between the principal and the two Argent Twins.
The Sound of drifting can be heard in the near distance.
Malcolm drops the car into 4th gear and drifts along the long curve into the entrance of the school.
“YO, IS THAT THE SKYLINE FROM THE FAST AND FURIOUS MOVIE?!”
One student yells out and points out the window, making the rest of the class go towards the window and watch what’s happening.
Outside, Allison, Olivia, and The Principle watch as it unfolds right in front of their eyes.
Inside the car, Malcolm drifts into the parking lot and notices a black Porsche and drifts right in front of it, rear bumpers facing each other.
“Time for a little payback for Scott.” He turns the traction control off!
Putting it in first gear, left foot on the clutch, roaring the engine, and putting enough pressure on the throttle so the tachometer hits around 3000 to 3500 RPM.
Releasing the clutch gets the tyres spinning.
And pressing the brake immediately, doing a burnout, making smoke rise, and blowing dust into Jackson’s car for a solid 10 seconds till the back is almost brown.
Then he proceeds to park his Skyline as if nothing happened.
Scott and Stiles laugh at the sight of their bullies’ prized possession being disrespected.
Other students pull out their phones and start recording while the rest gossip about who the owner of the car is.
Malcolm turns the ignition, turning the car off, then steps out of the car and walks toward the Principal and the Argent Twins.
” Sorry, I’m late, Sir, had to run some errands before I came to school,” he says in a sincere apology while he towers over them at 6’7 height.
” Just make sure it doesn’t happen again.” Malcolm nods.
“If You’ll Follow me.
So you two stayed in San Francisco before moving here?” he asks the twins.
” Yes, but we only stayed there for about a year,” Allison answers.
” Which is longer than usual for us,” Olivia adds.
“What about you, Malcolm?” he asks.
“I moved here yesterday after the death of my mother,” Malcolm says with a hint of sadness in his voice.
“Then who did I talk to you about your transfer to our school?” the principal asks in confusion.
” That was my Birth mother.
I was raised by two Women in Los Angeles; one passed away in military service.”
He pulls out his phone and shows the principal a photo from when he was a baby with both his mothers as proof.
“The one on the left passed away a week ago.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.
Please accept my apologies; I wasn’t aware,” he offers a sincere apology to Malcolm while Allison and Olivia walk in front with sympathetic looks in their eyes.
“It’s ok, honestly, thank you though,” he reassures him.
“Well, we hope Beacon Hills will be your last stop.”
The principal opens the door and introduces the new student, “Class, these are our new students, Allison and Olivia Argent and Malcolm Oliver Rivera.
Please do your best to make them feel welcome.
Heading towards their seats, Malcolm sits directly behind Scott, while Allison sits behind Malcolm and Olivia next to Scott.
Malcolm notices Allison looking for a pen in he bag and offers her an extra pen.
“Thanks.” She takes the pen with a smile.
Scott offers to share his textbook for the class with Olivia.
“Thanks, I appreciate it.” She thanks him for sharing.
END OF CHAPTER
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